Summer Is Ending Quickly

Those sweaty and uncomfotable days seem to have lost their intensity, and glancing far into infinity can be done with more clarity; storms are much rarer to stike and fling their lightinings to warn us or cause some fright, when we wish to see a rainbow so bright.... Summer is ending quickly, but the slowly-moving sail-boats aren't anchored in the quite harbor: they're sailing safely on calm waters,where no ship is ever brought down! I'm reluctant to leave so suddenly, and not contemplate the sea-bed as flourescent as light, when I passionately write another poignant poem which won't be lost to oblivion... Some of us seek only leisure, I seek a relation with creation... not doubting who made it and if controversy intervenes, I look deeper into persuasion: there'll be no thought left unobscured or unexpressed before intuition; and you should be amazingly glad to hear... uttered words that are not silenzed like secrets, if attribution is not there! Summer is ending quickly through dismay... as blazing days discern their shortness, but the dazzled and flamboyant swams stare and tranquilly float soutth-wards of the solemn bay; what I enjoy now,can be retold or relived through the poems of other poets, mine are still waiting to be discovered... to be claimed without much fanfare!